Chapter Twenty-Five
SIYANA
My hips groundback and forth across his mouth as my head tilted back, the tips of my hair brushing across my ass as I lost myself to the sensation. Never before had anyone made me feel so wholly devoured and revered.
Theo had an uncanny ability to make me feel like his prey and the most precious thing he’d ever held all at the same time.
When he told me he wouldn’t be able to stop once I agreed to this moment, I hadn’t imagined him refusing to let me off of him until I’d had a minimum of three orgasms. Never in my life had I experienced back-to-back releases, let alone three.
How I was the first person he’d touched sexually was beyond me at the display of skill. I suppose what one didn’t have in experience could be made up for with enthusiasm, and that was something he had in spades.
“I can’t—” I panted, overwhelmed with the sparks of pain and pleasure that came with the lashing of his tongue as it danced around my clit. It was too much.
“I’m. Not. Done. You can and you will.”
His possessive growl into my mind had me building up once more despite my pleas to him that I couldn’t. How did he know what my body could handle better than I did?
It was truly like our bodies had belonged to lovers in a past life, with the ease in which we settled into intimacy once we both gave in.
Fuck, I was so obsessed with this dragon. He’d worn me down both emotionally and physically in our weeks together, challenging me to reevaluate my small-minded thoughts and opinions about the world outside of my castle.
I couldn’t imagine going back to that life now. I wasn’t the same woman who hid away her thoughts and desires. No matter what I did, I’d never fit back into the box I’d confined myself to for so long.
The confidence I felt in who I was and what I stood for had chills running along my arms as he growled into my mind.“So fucking beautiful, and all mine.”
This was what I wanted when I’d declined countless suitors through the years. I wanted someone who would challenge me to be the best version of myself, even if it was a messy and painful route to get there. I didn’t want to live a stagnant life, wasting away in the corner as a man took the lead.
“In case you need to hear it, too, I’m yours, Sia.”
My core tightened, my release rushing through me with his words. Tears built in my eyes at the powerful emotions that came with it. It felt like a fucking spiritual experience having his mouth on my pussy and his voice in my mind at the same time.
A satisfied rumble flowed through him as he finally released his hold on my ass that kept me rooted to the spot. Bliss rolled through my mind as a tingling numbness set into my limbs. I had enough sense left to scoot down so he could sit up. As soon as he had the space, his arms wrapped around me, cocooning me against him as I settled in his lap. My head fell into the crook of his neck as I soaked in the moment, desperately clinging to the hope that we wouldn’t go backwards after this.
Fingers trailed along my back in a random pattern as I burrowed in closer to him. The shift of my hips had his cock pressing up against my core, igniting my desire once more, despite feeling entirely spent mere seconds before.
Knowing I was the only one who would touch him in return had an equally possessive need surging up in me. He’d told me he was mine, but I wanted to show him exactly what that meant.
Bringing my hand down between us, I reached for the top of his trousers, wanting to pull him out and sink down onto him. Before I could make contact, he pulled back and stopped me.
“I don’t want to rush this,” he whispered, staring down into my eyes. I could obviously feel his desire to do exactly what I wanted, but I had to respect his words. Perhaps it wouldn’t be a bad thing to slow this down before we did something we could never take back.
“Can I at least feel you?” I asked, moving off of him and settling at his side before he could respond. “You got to touch me. Fair is fair.”
While I appreciated his ability to slow things down when I wanted to jump into the deep end, I couldn’t help but wonder why I hadn’t felt him reach out with the bond at all yet. I’d prepared myself for the warmth and lightness that came with it.
His half-lidded eyes traced the features of my face before landing on my lips. “What did you have in mind?”
I lifted my hand to run over his cock, that strained impressively against his trousers, loving the way he inhaled sharply with such a small touch. “I want to connect with you in the same way.”
He nodded, and I wasted no time in pulling his trousers down before he could change his mind. For the second time, I was seeing his cock, and it was possible that I’d forgotten just how thick it was. I swallowed hard, thinking of what I’d planned in my head.
Could I even comfortably fit my mouth around him without my jaw aching within minutes? Or my teeth scraping against him?
“Afraid, wench?”
His teasing words had me scowling and grabbing his cock. It was ridiculous, how we could easily rile each other with the same tactics. One would think we could see through the words in the moment, but without fail, we each took the bait every time.
I worked my hand over his impressive length, unable to touch my fingers together around him. Maybe Iwasscared of it. Gratitude rolled through me at him urging me to slow down when I’d rushed to try to move to sex. There was no way I was ready for it.
